I guess I dont really, but I have a person that I look up to immensely, the guys name is Henri Charriere. This guy may be better known as Papillon because of his butterfly tattoo (papillon being french for butterfly). He was arrested for a murder he claimed until his death that he didi not commit. He was sent to the penal colony of French Guiana. Forty-two days after his arrival he made his first break, travelling a thousand gruelling miles in an open boat. Recaptured, he suffered a solitary confinement and was sent eventually to Devil's Island, a hell-hole of disease and brutality. No one had ever escaped from this notorious prison — no one until Papillon took to the shark infested sea supported only by a makeshift coconut-sack raft. In thirteen years he made nine daring escapes, living through many fantastic adventures while on the run — including a sojourn with South American Indians whose women Papillon found welcomely free of European restraints... Despite his dubious background the man remains, in my eyes at least, an amazing individual, he endured hardships that would have broken most of us. I do not mean to make light of any criminal charges against him but merely to highlight the lengths the human constitution is able to withstand and even adapt to.